Spearman's Fate

Of course, he didn't gain nothing from being beaten violently during this period, or he gained far more than he imagined.

He used to feel that he was at a certain bottleneck before, and the gun in his hand seemed to have reached a limit, but after fighting Scathach, he seemed to have opened a door.

'It turned out to be okay! '

This is the thought that must appear in his mind when he is defeated by the opponent.

Although there would be several or even dozens of wounds on his body every time, the feeling of rising strength made him unable to stop.

It has been more than [-] days since I came here, and I repeat the daily routine of 'training', 'competition', 'thinking tactics' and 'resting' almost every day.

And today he was defeated again as expected, this time Lancer adopted the 'defensive counterattack' tactic, logically speaking, this tactic is most suitable for dealing with opponents who are similar in strength to him, this can minimize consumption and defeat the opponent, But in the face of people who are much stronger than themselves, it is a slow suicide.

Of course, Lancer understood this, but he planned to "try it out". He didn't hit Scathach even once for more than [-] times in a row, so he simply decided to try several more methods.

As for the result?He himself was not injured this time, but he looked even more miserable.

The key to defensive counterattack is to withstand the enemy's first wave of attacks, and he didn't even have a chance to catch his breath when facing the stormy attack of Scathach, his physical strength dropped rapidly, and his concentration was almost overdrawn, until finally he In a trance, he simply chose to surrender when the opponent held the tip of a gun to his throat.

"Teacher, this time... Is there anything I didn't do well?"

Maybe it was because he thought it was easier to say "teacher", but Lancer called the other party like that directly, but Scathach himself didn't choose to refuse, so he decided on the title like this.

But Scathach himself, who was asked by Lancer, sighed.

"Strictly speaking, you did a good job this time, but you chose a poor option. I know you are just testing, but... it seems that you are a little bit 'stunned'. Take a day off tomorrow."

The other party's words stunned Lancer, who was still panting loudly.

"One day off? Master, my time..."

"I'm not wasting my time this day for you. Think about why you swing your gun. Think about it tomorrow and tell me the answer the day after tomorrow."

Ever since Lancer met his "teacher", he found that the other party hardly had any emotional fluctuations, whether it was when he was competing with him for guidance, or when answering his questions, the speed of speech was maintained. One of the same speeds, and this one too.

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"Huh? Take a day off? Wouldn't that be great? Hiss~! Be careful! It hurts!"

"It's not that you don't know that my time is very tight, and I'm leaving in less than thirty days..."

After applying the medicine for Cu Chulainn, Lancer was also full of helplessness. If he could stay here to accept the other party's teachings, he would not care about one more day or one day less, but the crux of the problem is that he is 'time-limited'.

"Okay~ okay~ It's impossible to change what the master decides, unless you can beat her, so since you plan to rest tomorrow, why don't you come and relax with me?"

"relax for a moment?"

Seeing the weird smile on Cu Chulainn's face, Lancer suddenly had some bad premonitions.

The next day————————

The two left Scathach's castle early in the morning. Lancer, who followed each other, thought that Cu Chulainn would take him somewhere, but what he didn't expect was that the two came to a place after walking for a while. 'riverside'.

I have to say that the 'river' in the Kingdom of Shadows is really impressive. Although the river water is not muddy, it looks a little scary in this world dominated by dark tones, but Cu Chulainn didn't care and looked for it directly. He took a stone and sat on it, and at the same time patted the stone beside him happily.

"This is where you said to relax?"

Although a little puzzled, Lancer still sat beside the other party.

"Yeah~ what do you think? Here~ this is yours."

While talking about Cu Chulainn, he wound a thread around the body of the 'Spear of Deaththorn', and handed the other thread to Lancer at the same time, the corners of Lancer's mouth couldn't help twitching, the other party reminded him before He 'brought the gun', Lancer thought he was going to fight somewhere, but he didn't expect it to be used as a fishing rod.

Seeing the other party's skillful posture of throwing the pole, Lancer really wanted to complain————How many times have you done it so proficiently?

But in the end he endured it.

"Do you like fishing?"

"That's not true. It's just that there is no other way to relax here. Except fighting is fighting. I accidentally found that the fighting power of these fish is average, so it is barely a way to relax. After all, there are no women here to hug."

The other party's words made Lancer's expression stiffen instantly.

'Is it really because of women? '

Thinking of the tasks assigned to him by his teacher before, he felt a little helpless. It's okay to ask him to be cute, but explaining people is really not what he is good at!

The only thing to be happy about now is that what the other party cares about is also what she is good at.

Although he was called a 'genius', most of it was because of his talent. What he was really proud of was his spear skills and getting along with women.

As a self-proclaimed emotional expert, he did not immediately pick up the topic, but introduced his great achievements in fishing to the other party, such as catching a "river master" with a body length of more than 20 meters and a thousand years of age.

But then Lancer asked a question that cared a lot to him.

"Most of the fish here are not edible, right? Then why don't you go fishing in the castle?"

Lancer immediately noticed that Cu Chulainn's body stiffened.

"Can't beat..."

"what?"

"I said I can't beat it!! The fish raised by the master are at least [-] years old, and they can't be beaten at all!"

Speaking of which, Cu Chulainn shed tears of sorrow...

Chapter 7 Sure enough, only women can heal men the most